Around me are gobs of people with phones and selfie sticks taking photos, like I am, minus the phone and stick. The noise of road construction abounds.
I walk in the direction of Mirror Lake, which is no longer a lake, really, instead being a bowl of forest succession. I see fewer humans, hear less noise, and enjoy watching a handful or two of people bouldering along the way.
At Mirror, there is not much of a mirror …
And then there is more, as you walk away downriver …
Nice. I have always loved Yosemite.